well you see. those cats...they just don't groove like i do. you dig?
dude, i know what you mean. it's hard to deal with them. i mean look at me. nailed to this plank thats nailed across another plank...across...a cross. i'll call it a cross!
thats poetry man. solid.
*sigh* sometimes, beatnik. i think you're the only one that understands me.
